Ok, So It’s Cancer

ok, so its cancer;
God says it’s time to go—
YES, buy that new car
and just go with the flow.
I don’t feel all that sick
just tired now and then;
let’s check out that new horrid movie,
you just tell me where and when.
where would you be
if you died last year?
shake off that rust, babe,
time to gettit in gear.
an oma in Pamploma
and I still earned that diploma.
ostomy ectomy
but you won’t ever get the very best of me.
ok, so its cancer;
God’s hint it’s time to go—
you’ll be forever loved:
one of the better angels we ever got to know.

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About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

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